What is death like?
Is it a case of seeing a bright light all your life? Or is it just dark? No one would know they've never lived to tell the tale? So that keeps us wondering.
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It's been a week since the life of my best friend was took, Allison argent, I haven't moved or blinked without missing her, she was like my sister. I miss sharing my problems with her even though she had her own. Now I have no one.
Now I'm just laying on my bed looking up, thinking, where did it go wrong? Could we have prevented this from happening?
No, I believe everything happens for a reason, wether it's good or bad. Maybe we are all prisoners is this cruel but beautiful world, and we can't escape our destiny. We do what we are destined to do. Maybe I'm destined to feel broken, lost coz that's what I'm feeling right now.
Stiles blames Allison's death on himself, no matter how much we tell him that it could of been anyone of us that could of been possessed. He won't listen, he needs to listen. Even I've tried talking to him but nothing changes his mind, he's more lost then me.
Right now I feel like I'm falling, but it's never ending, any second I'm jut waiting for it to stop but it doesn't.
I haven't slept, eaten. Just thinking about this one thing.
How much can you take, before you lose it.
